CARNAGE CASTLE

CHAPTER 27

Lanecea didn't have it in her to boss men around, but she had four male slaves that she needed to attend to after Herja and Eva departed, leading the children back to the farm.

"Gentlemen," Lanecea drew the attention of her noble slaves as she entered their quarters, the men chained to the far wall. "Oh no, I didn't realize...one moment please - I'll be right back."

Lanecea ran up a flight of stairs, then past the nursery where Mrs. McLean was watching the children as Lani searched for Storm, the low rumble of voices coming from the far end of the hallway.

"Are you alright?" Storm looked up as Lanecea stepped into the room where he was meeting with Deiter and Hans, her cheeks flushed.

"Yes, My King. I'm sorry to interrupt - it wasn't my intention. I just went to see my slaves - the Polish ones - and they are chained to the wall. I wasn't aware that Thorson had left them in that state before leaving. Please, may they be unbound? I'm going to need help not only untying them but...I don't know how to command men who aren't vampires."

Storm laughed at her confession before nodding. 

"We will accompany you and will be more than willing to show you how it is done."

Hans' eyes turned silver as he agreed with Storm before the three men stood, leading the way back to the slave quarters while Storm slowed down, reaching out his hand for Lanecea to hold.

"Thank you - and for helping me. I have so much vision but the practical side of things is quite difficult," Lanecea admitted before they stepped into the room where the slaves were waiting.

"You're unique, My Queen," Storm whispered, watching as his comrades released the slaves from their chains. "What is your vision?"

Lanecea sighed as she watched the men rub their wrists while they stood before her.

"I would like it very much if troughs could be built in the nursery - perhaps surrounding the walls with enough room between the wall and the trough for men to stand comfortably and still have room for their cocks' protrusion. I'm not sure if it would be too complicated, but if there were drainage holes evenly spaced out - perhaps a man's shoulder-width apart, with piping systems that collected the individual cum donations... From the ceiling chains should be attached with shackles that will keep the slaves bound to the troughs - the slaves that have not yet proved their loyalty. If it isn't too difficult to construct, I think the same design should be implemented not only in the nursery, but in the washroom, and our bedroom. This way, the slaves can donate to my program while they watch our horny children, or when we breed or bathe - they will, therefore, be constantly serving me in one way or another even when 'off duty.'

Aside from the troughs, I would love for every room other than the nursery to be outfitted for your pleasure. Why should your fun be strictly limited to your torture chamber? Besides, if I am successful, there will be far too many vampires to hold in your man cave. Therefore, it makes sense to have every room, besides the nursery and the guest bedrooms, equipped with shackles at the very least, don't you think?"

"Your imagination is wild - and I love it. Slaves, you will assist Hans and I in carrying out this design. Deiter, would you be able to see to the supplies?"

"Of course. I had planned on asking your permission to take Lani with me into town. I'll bring back the supplies before noon."

Storm was aware that Dieter would give his life for Lani and Hans' men were always in the shadows, ready to strike at a moment's notice. Lanecea would be perfectly safe.

"You have my permission," Storm agreed as he watched Lanecea examine her hybrid directly across the room. 

The hybrid hung from the ceiling by his ankles, cum on his face long since dry, but Lani wasn't focused on the dried cum as she searched Ignacy's features.

"Are you alright?"

It was a ridiculous question. Of course the man dangling by his feet wasn't alright.

Dieter stepped close to Lanecea's side before resting his hand on her shoulder.

"He has ten percent vampire blood remaining - I arrived just on time yesterday. Your slave should still be accepted by his kind, but it is imperative that not another drop is drained if you wish to use him to infiltrate. What do you wish to have done with the creature in the meantime? He is more Polish than undead according to my tests."

Lanecea tenderly stroked the hybrid's cheek for a moment before turning her attention to Storm.

"May I please keep him with me? I don't believe he is capable of harming me now..."

As long as even a drop of vampire blood remained, there was a risk the hybrid could turn on his mistress.

"Not yet - he isn't ready," Storm decided as he slipped his hand beneath Lanecea's gown, then shoved his fingers in the hybrid's mouth. "He hasn't been trained to be loyal yet, My Queen."

And with that announcement, Storm cut him down from the ceiling, gripping the back of his neck before the hybrid crashed to the floor. Reaching for the length of the rope, he wrapped it around Ignacy's chest and neck, making it escape proof before attaching it to Lanecea's hips, Lani's pussy just out of reach of Ignacy's tongue.

"He won't be needing to ingest cum any longer, but your slaves will still need a release - the ones with balls."

Ignacy winced as he gripped Lanecea's hips, struggling to keep his balance after behind hung upside down for so long, the man well aware that his testicles were in his mistress's keeping.

"Your slaves," Storm continued, "Still need release. I'm sure they will not waste time in building troughs for their cum, but I am not sure they have changed their loyalties and will enjoy creating a carnage castle."

Roman, not surprisingly, was the one to speak for his comrades.

"Priestesses cannot become extinct. We will be more than happy to teach vampires a lesson they won't forget, even if we only get to hang chains from the ceilings."

Lanecea was very proud of her slaves as they willingly followed Storm to begin the task of transforming the castle into a vampire's worst nightmare, but it was the view of her king's muscles rippling down the length of his back and his delectable ass that caused nectar to flow down her legs as she remained in the doorway with Deiter.

"Good Slave," Lanecea whispered as Ignacy licked as much of her leg as he could reach, ignoring the rope digging into his throat as he struggled to lap up every last drop. 

Lani stroked Ignacy's hair, rewarding him with affection as he fed. At this rate, he would be loyal by the time her children returned, if Storm's training method was successful. She couldn't wait to introduce her hybrid to their little gods of war. Ten percent of vampire blood was more than enough for their children to play with. Her Littles needed to learn to use their powers just as much as her hybrid needed to be trained to be a lethal weapon against his own kind.

"This should be fun,"  Lanecea smiled as she drew her attention back to her mentor as Dieter laid out his research for Lani's inspection, not at all worried about Ignacy overhearing, the hybrid unaware of anything other than Lanecea's long, nectar-dripping legs.

"We need to divide and conquer. Together..."

Dieter didn't need to finish his sentence as Lanecea's hunter-green eyes met his.